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Seed of the Tormented

Another night, the sickness returns So much it hurts so much it burns In the pit of my belly it is born Slithering up inside of me The toxic vines of misery Constricting my lungs It’s harder to breathe The vines continue north Capturing my heart Squeezing it dry of love juice This is one of those days Unlike many others That I beg upon the reaper “Please take the pain away” Embarrassment from defeat It’s all my pride has left to cling This keeps me alive for now But not forever And the vines continue to engulf me Until there is nothing left